’cause I can’t stand annoyances…

…and it’s cold here at the moment, even if it’s early autumn. But that’s beside the point. Having just upgraded to WP 2.5, I have to say the admin panel looks a hell of a lot easier on the eyes; light colours, simple fonts, nothing eye-gouging. Which is what I like in a user interface, except for the fact that, being the maladroit bum that I can be (usually at 3am when I decide to blog without a cup of coffee but with puffy red eyes), it’ll take me a while to get used to everything. Give me a few days and I’ll tinker obnoxiously around with it; if you randomly see a PHP fatal error, you can safely assume I completely screwed something over.

My foot is going well; it’s been just under a week since I pretty much stacked it cluelessly, and I can now walk with 80% of my weight placed on the instep of my foot — and the rest of it dispersed cautiously on the rest of the area — without either crying out in pain, grimacing, or hobbling over to the nearest chair or chair-like surface. It still does hurt a fair bit, though. With a dance competition looming on Sunday (you watch, I bet I’ll somehow jinx myself just before it), I hope it heals in time for me to at least squeeze a bit of practice in on Saturday night. SO! *claps hands together* Lesson of the week here: Don’t be an ignorant idiot and ignore that nagging bit of pain in your foot, because you could end up pulling a muscle and injuring tendons. I was going to post a photograph of my bandaged foot in all its glory, but I’m too lazy.

On a completely unrelated topic, has anyone else ever come across a person online who seems to act stupid just to get attention? (Alright, that may be a defunct question, but anyway.) I’m talking more than just your average image of stupid. It baffles me why people would consistently fall back on a charade of idiocy, and then turn around in another circumstance and attempt to seem intelligent. Take the following, no doubt enlightening conversation I had with a few acquaintances a few days ago, about the definition of an “Asian” (for the sake of this demonstration, let’s call her ???):

???: aisian to me is chinese and japanese. i’ve never heard of india being asian. Oo
Friend 1: I’m pakistani, so when people say asian, I think india and around there. since it is in asia isn’t it?
???: i should have said chinese, japanese, etc. because of umm… north and south korea? and i don’t think india is in asia. …is it?
Me: Anyone within this thread who thinks that India is NOT in Asia, ask yourselves… Did you pass third-grade Geography?
???: so wait. india IS in asia?
Me & Friend 1: Yeah. It’s in Asia.
Friend 2: Where else would India be if it wasn’t in Asia?
???: europe? it’d be in europe!
Me: …you didn’t just say Europe, did you?
Friend 3: Right, get an atlas out.

Keeping in mind that this is the same person who likes to brag about how one of her IQ tests resulted in 75, and enjoys talking about inventing warm ice (no, really), Tom Welling, how thick her hair is on a daily basis, and how she plans, in the seven months that there are left before she turns 17, to elevate her IQ by at least ten points. Really, there’s only so much of this crap you can take before it stops getting lulzy and starts to get really. bloody. irritating.

Does anyone else see a total headdesk pattern going on here?

Posted on March 31st, 2008   |   Filed under General, Online & Website, Random   |   6 Comments

My toe is misaligned.

Imagine this situation: Boy gets home from lunch with friend. Boy changes into dancing clothes, get onto dance floor at home, dances. Boy conveniently ignores slight soreness in his foot that has been present and nagging at him for the past week. Sixty seconds later, boy lands from jump. Aaaand — wait for it! WAIT FOR IT! — boy breaks left foot.

Ohhh, how glorious it was to hear that crack as I landed from the last jump in my dance. Two seconds later, I cautiously took a step and the pain was absolutely, mortifyingly AKJFHAKF. No further exaggeration needed, dear readers, no further exaggeration needed. I am, without an X-ray, 95% sure I’ve broken my left foot. Of course, my father must be the typical close-minded douchebag and insist that I wait it out tonight, then skip uni tomorrow and go to get X-rayed at the doctor’s office just up the fucking road. Why he could not take me at 2pm today when it was clearly open, I do not know. Hence, without any formal image of any kind, I award my father the following award: Nastiest, Un-Empathetically Militant Douchebag Of 2008.

With that said, I’m going to skip my one class tomorrow to go and get X-rayed at said doctor’s office. This shows just how clueless I am about my own body — I estimate that while normal people take six weeks or so to heal a broken bone(s), I will take eight to ten. Because I really am cool and don’t heal at a conventional pace that way. What shits me the most is that I have a dance competition in just over a week (oh, how opportune, I hear you saying), and now I’m sitting here with the prospect of rapidly declining fitness and stamina, having to hobble with crutches up an infinite amount of stairs at my shitty university because it has no lifts or ramps on a desirable gradient, and a foot that is in so much pain but will not be fucking X-rayed until at least tomorrow.

Oh, no, wait! There’s more! My foot looks perfectly fine. When I cautiously point my toes, however, one toe looks misaligned. Very misaligned. It makes me gigglesnort. (No, really!)

Now who said there wasn’t fun in having a broken foot? Fuck.

EDIT: Alrighty, magnificent Doctor says there are no bone problems, but I do have three bruised tendons and ligament problems. Now doesn’t that sound equally as fun?

Posted on March 25th, 2008   |   Filed under General, Rants   |   6 Comments

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